“Can’t tell. They’s a hell of a lot of water got to come down from the hills yet. Can’t tell. Might start up to rain again.”
Al said, “I been a-thinkin’. If she come in, ever’thing’ll get soaked.”
“Yeah.”
“Well, she won’t come up more’n three-four feet in the car ’cause she’ll go over the highway an’ spread out first.”
“How you know?” Pa asked.
“I took a sight on her, off the end of the car.” He held his hand. “’Bout this far up she’ll come.”
“Awright,” Pa said. “What about it? We won’t be here.”
“We got to be here. Truck’s here. Take a week to get the water out of her when the flood goes down.”
“Well—what’s your idear?”
“We can tear out the side-boards of the truck an’ build a kinda platform in here to pile our stuff an’ to set up on.”